The slow narrative structure of the first. Frenchis still profound. He is not in a hurry to highlight all the contradictions and conflicts immediately, but just tells you a little bit, what is the situation and what is the reason. At the beginning, it was really not in the state, and I didn't understand anything. Just know that a man and a woman are both on the phone. Maybe they are a couple but can't see each other. From the whole point of view, it makes sense that the film is called "Red". The director has red scenes or props in the entire shot of the film. At least, most of the audience just can't understand the content of the movie, and without watching it a second time, everyone did see "red" and remembered "red". When people see colors, they think emotionally. In this way, the meaning of the film "Red" is extended by everyone. There is no need for actors or plots, as long as everyone's heart is red. There's something red in every scene, which I expected. But it is undeniable that this recurring effect is indeed imprinted in my mind, lingering.
And it wasn't until the plot of the film started when Valentina hit the dog that I slowly understood it. So my attention was on another story. Auguste is the owner of the dog and has a bad attitude towards the dog. Valentina accidentally learned that Auguste was listening to the neighbors. As Valentina was indignant, she became helpless, understood and deepened, so I felt that every time two people who don't know each other are separated, they are immediately sensitive to revealing the dark side of human nature. When friction and communication occur, perhaps as a friend and a chat object, the pains experienced behind the darkness of human nature become manifest, and kind sympathy and understanding finally reach the other side of human nature.
The brain continues to be blank. Maybe if it's a little longer and I still can't understand it, I'll give up watching it. For literary films, how many people will watch the whole thing, and how many people will watch it more than once?So at this point, those profound things are far from me.
Second time To be clear, the man who appears at the beginning of the film is not Valentina's lover. This is the protagonist in another line. This is what I figured out first. This is an unlucky man. In actual love stories, I've always felt that it was easier for the man to prevail, obviously, his young, future judge. Ninety-nine percent of the time, just because he is a character in the director's work, he is doomed. A failed love and a lost dog. August's monitor is the most beautiful part of his love.
Watching it again this time, I can remember all the plots, but I feel like I'm choking, and I can't describe my true feelings. Maybe this is the truth about philosophy; I have always been far away from this other side, unable to get close. I complained about my barrenness and was secretly sad. I understand "red" is fraternity. Maybe there is drug addiction, drug trafficking, eavesdropping, homosexuality, betrayal, family... and all these faults can be erased. We can care for others. "Red fraternity!" "Redemption!" People are not born to be selfish. Auguste said that we love others to make ourselves feel better. That’s why we love others. To love others is to love ourselves. When we save others, we also save ourselves. Life is difficult, and there will be dark corners even in sunny places, but we can't deny life because of darkness, and we can't deny love because we can't get love. And fate and reincarnation finally revealed these super-intentional things. Valentina and August's story is like a past life love and a present life encounter. They have been staggered for 40 years. Even though Valentina is young now, in Auguste's dream, she looks like forty or fifty years old, a love that matches his age. August's betrayal, like a young judge's re-enactment, is about a betrayed love and a lost dog. The encounter between Valentina and Auguste is fate, so in the end, Valentina and the young judge are reincarnated after being killed and reborn after passing each other over and over again. Some say it was a precursor to their love. I think, or in France, there is also the meaning of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva saving all beings. The kindness is explained, and the depression is liberated. So the world has love.
the fifth time.This is the worst movie review I've ever written. A time-honored classic movie has been thoroughly deciphered, and the stereotypes and generalizations are like the central idea of elementary school texts, binding me. Such a question keeps popping up in my mind--Hong, besides love, vigilance, and danger, what else has everyone said? In addition to fate, reincarnation, and chance, what else is profound? I think, let's put it aside for now.
For Red, there is no music. All I can recall is the sound of Valentina's red knitted sweater, the sound of drinking water vigorously, and the sound of clinking high heels walking under the autumn leaves. In many films, a beautiful and kind woman has a song that can represent them. But Valentina doesn't need a tone, just her original self and the real world. I listened to her, and no longer needed explicit music to praise. She can say, "I want to kill you right now" on the phone without fear of scolding drug dealers. She only wants to buy food for the mother. She loves to listen to August's anger and remorse. the past.
We dare not live in an unadorned world. Everyone has a pen and an eraser in their hands. The pen is for blacking out others, and the eraser is for self-correction. So, in this unequal, beautiful, and ugly world, spontaneous jealousy and self-blame have become the place's survival.Valentina once said that human beings are inherently good. Perhaps only this character, who can be managed by the director, dares to speak so calmly about a few words that ordinary people know but dare not say. We are all that August, beginning to be fascinated by all the deceit and predicament, depression, and anger we've ever been through. To be hurt by love is to be depressed. Gradually, I took this sentence seriously—the world is full of tricks, and what you see may not be true. But this August is lucky. He can meet Valentina, he can talk, he can see the beautiful sunshine again, drink pear wine with Valentina, and hope.
We may be like young judges. In that way, we have passed Valentina in our lives time and time again, but it is perhaps my heart that has begun to brighten up who always saves me. When you are not so lucky, turn off that noisy music, listen to the real sound of the world, and settle for a while. Perhaps Valentina was by her side.So, meet, love!
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